Besides this, the squires had services to do for the knights, in
order that they might learn to be useful in as many ways as
possible, and to be always humble. For instance, they took care
of the armor of the knights, carried letters and messages for
them, accompanied them at joustings and tournaments, being ready
with extra weapons or assistance; and in the castle they helped
to serve the guests at table. After months of such service, they
went through a beautiful ceremony and were made knights. In the
country round about, Arthur, of all the squires, was the most
famous for his skill in the use of the lance and the sword, for
his keenness in the hunt, and for his courtesy to all people.
Now, at this time there was no ruler in England. The powerful
Uther of Wales, who had governed England, was dead, and all the
strong lords of the country were struggling to be king in his
place. This gave rise to a great deal of quarreling and
bloodshed.
There was in the land a wise magician named Merlin. He was so old
that his beard was as white as snow, but his eyes were as clear
as a little child's. He was very sorry to see all the fighting
that was going on, because he feared that it would do serious
harm to the kingdom.
In those days the great and good men who ruled in the church had
power almost equal to that of the monarch. The kings and the
great lords listened to their advice, and gave them much land,
and money for themselves and for the poor. So Merlin went to the
Archbishop of Canterbury, the churchman who in all England was
the most beloved, and said:
"Sir, it is my advice that you send to all the great lords of the
realm and bid them come to London by Christmas to choose a king."
The archbishop did as Merlin advised, and at Christmas all the
great lords came to London. The largest church in the city stood
not far from the north bank of the Thames. A churchyard
surrounded it, filled with yew trees, the trunks of which were
knotted with age. The powerful lords rode up in their clanking
armor to the gate, where they dismounted, and giving their horses
into the care of their squires, reverently entered the church.
There were so many of them that they quite filled the nave and
side-aisles of the building. The good archbishop, from where he
stood in the chancel, looked down on them all. Just behind him
was the altar covered with a cloth of crimson and gold, and
surmounted by a golden crucifix and ten burning candles. In front
of him, kneeling under the gray arches which spanned the church,
were the greatest men in the kingdom. He looked at their stern
bronzed faces, their heavy beards, their broad shoulders, and
their glittering armor, and prayed God to make the best man in
the land king.
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